Chapter 417 Daily Life of the Demon Cult (27)

Shi Sheng felt that they really ignored her. She was the leader of the Demon Cult now, okay? They all pointed at Jiang Zhan and said something.

This idiot came out to steal my spotlight.

Shi Sheng pulled Jiang Zhan behind.

"Crazy woman, what are you doing!" Jiang Zhan glared at Shi Sheng.

"You talk too much." Shi Sheng glanced at him lightly, "If you dare to take a step forward, I will kill that bastard of yours."

As expected, Jiang Zhan, who was about to step forward, paused, retracted his feet, and stood still.

But he still said reluctantly, "You are a woman, you can do whatever you want, just stand behind my leader."

"Stand behind you and block the knife for you?"

Jiang Zhan was so angry that he jumped up and down, "Don't look down on others, I'm just not very good at the moment."

Shi Sheng spread his hands, "But now they are fighting."

It's not that powerful for the time being. Do you think you still have a health recovery CD?

Jiang Zhan's eyes changed, and he suddenly fell silent. The hand hanging by his side slowly tightened into a fist.

"Leader, don't be impulsive." Tingfeng approached Jiang Zhan and lowered his voice to remind him.

"If I want her to stand in front of me now, who am I?" Jiang Zhan said with a hint of resentment in his voice.

"Leader..." Ting Feng was embarrassed, "Actually, Miss Wu Zheng is quite powerful, and you can't help it now... When you get through the last half year, you can stand in front of Miss Wu Zheng in the future."

Tingfeng was afraid that Jiang Zhan would be impulsive and all his previous efforts would be wasted, so he tried his best to persuade him.

Jiang Zhan looked slightly relaxed. There are still half a year left before he can reach the ninth level of Nether Art.

Nether Art was very weak in the early stage and was basically useless, and practicing Nether Art could not practice other techniques. He had been practicing Nether Art since he was a child. When things happened in the later period, he could no longer practice other techniques and could only bite. Chu Ya continued to practice the Nether Art.

It is said that when you reach the ninth level of Nether Art, you can turn your hands to make clouds and turn your hands to make rain.

Yes, no one in the Demon Cult has cultivated to the ninth level. He is the only one who has persisted for so long and is about to succeed.

"Wuzheng, what are you doing!"

This scream brought Jiang Zhan back to his thoughts, and he raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound.

Just in time, he saw Shi Sheng raising his sword to slash at a person. The person was frightened and stepped back. His feet were tripped and he rolled straight down the mountain. The screams of 'Ahhh' were heard from near to far.

"It's not my fault, he got out on his own." Shi Sheng spread his hands with an innocent expression.

If you don't chop him, can he get out?

"kill!"

The people from the Demon Cult were fighting with the people below. Shi Sheng stood a little behind and did not move.

Fu Yiyun and Bai's father didn't move either. They seemed to be competing with each other about whose patience was better.

Swords and sword shadows shuttled between them, and blood bloomed on the bluestone.

Shi Sheng slowly raised her hand, and the iron sword slashed through the air. The surging air seemed to form a substance, gathering around her, and the grass and trees moved, with an astonishing momentum.

Father Bai and Fu Yiyun suddenly became alert and looked at the woman above them.

A smile slowly bloomed on her calm face. The smile was too bright, like dark clouds penetrated by golden sunlight, and withered flowers came to life again...

She swayed and quickly flashed through the crowd. Her bright smile seemed to remain in place.

When Fu Yiyun and Bai's father reacted, they only saw figures falling down one after another.

"The leader is mighty!"

"The leader rules the world!"

The demon sect members who lost their opponents actually started shouting slogans.

Fu Yiyun's face changed slightly, and he pulled Father Bai back down the mountain.

This woman's strength has become stronger again.

By the time Shi Sheng finished dealing with those people, Fu Yiyun and Father Bai had already retreated down the mountain.

Shi Sheng asked people to throw the body out.

She circled the entire mountain. When she came back, the bodies had been almost cleaned up. Jiang Zhan and Tingfeng stood under the mountain gate.

"Leader, I have long wanted to ask, didn't you use the Hanyue Sword before? What sword are you using now? It's so awesome!" Tingfeng stared at the iron sword still held by Shi Sheng in his eyes.

Guyu rushed over from a distance, presumably also interested in this sword.

Shi Sheng looked at the iron sword in his hand confusedly, what should it be called?

Tie Jian: "..." I have to change my name again. Master, have you almost forgotten my original name?

Shi Sheng said seriously: "The best sword in the world."

Tingfeng: "..." This name was chosen so casually.

Guyu: "..." vulgar!

Jiang Zhan said nothing and looked at Shi Sheng with complicated eyes.

Shi Sheng looked at Jiang Zhan strangely, what's wrong with this child?

It's a bit uncomfortable to be so quiet.

"I want to retreat." Jiang Zhan rarely spoke to her in such a calm tone.

Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "You can beat me after retreating?"

"Of course." Jiang Zhan couldn't keep calm for a minute, and now his tail was raised to the sky again.

Shi Sheng was noncommittal.

Jiang Zhan snorted, "Don't believe it, let's wait and see."

Shi Sheng spread his hands, "Then we'll see."

Jiang Zhan looked around and said, "Come with me."

"What?"

"You just come, there's so much nonsense."

Shi Sheng: "..."

Who talks so much nonsense?

Jiang Zhan took Shi Sheng to a deserted place. He turned around suddenly, hugged Shi Sheng, and immediately let go of her before she could have a seizure.

"Wuzheng, when I come out, I will marry you."

Shi Sheng was confused, what the hell?

Jiang Zhan's face turned red, "No one will marry you anyway, so I will accept you reluctantly."

I really feel wronged to you, who the hell wants to marry you!

Jiang Zhan's voice suddenly dropped, "If I can come out."

There are only two ways to attack the ninth level of Netherworld Art.

Either succeed.

Or die.

The atmosphere was a bit depressing. Jiang Zhan let out a breath and rummaged around in the room for a long time. He found a few things and stuffed them all at Shi Sheng.

"I'm leaving. If I can't come out, the Demon Cult will be left to you." After a pause, "I will definitely come out."

I don't know if the last sentence was meant for Shi Sheng or for himself.

He walked out of the room in a few steps, feeling dizzy from the sunlight outside.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Tingfeng was right, she was very powerful, so powerful that it scared him. If he stopped moving forward, he might not be able to catch up with her.

Shi Sheng was still a little confused while holding the pile of inexplicable things.

It took a while to react.

Jiang Zhan probably likes Wu Zheng.

He remembered everything that happened when he was a child so clearly, and it wasn't because of the murder of his father. The only explanation was probably that Jiang Zhan liked Wu Zheng.

pity……

She is not Wu Zheng.

There was no way she could be with him.

Jiang Zhan's retreat at this time has not changed anything for the Demon Cult. They now feel that Shi Sheng, the leader of the cult, is quite good.

There is meat to eat and money to spend.

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